Real

​A lot has happened since my last post. It would be

extremely difficult to put into one post, but in between

that time has been a lot of #growth and reflection; who

am I and what direction do I want to go with my life?

What and who am I becoming more and less of?

Questions punching at my mind 24/7 as I live in the

constant anxiety of becoming.

I'm truly afraid of what I don't know and what I yet do

not understand, but this leaves more for me to figure

out I guess? The process of pain that is necessary for

[MY] healing, and with healing brings growth: a new

layer of skin once bruised and scratched turned into

something more vibrant, radiant, beautiful and even

toned. A gentle reminder to be easy with myself and

that I don't have it all figured out. That is completely

okay. With time I will, I hope.

Over the years I have been challenged with standing in

my convictions not realizing that I've been too

accommodating, so much so I've given access to

people and things to disrupt my peace.